BREAK TIME

Somedays you need a break.  Somedays you just need to look away from the normal and lock your gaze on something new and different.

You live better, when you do.  A new perspective, a new background, a new short term focus helps the blood pressure decrease, the muscles relax, the future look brighter.

Times change and with that, responsibilities often become different. New responsibilities can be stressful – confining and confusing at times.  These are the moments when distraction becomes important.

There are days I need multiple distractions… how about you?  So leaving home or always having to purchase something for my personal “entertainment” is not always in my best interest.

When looking for distractions, there are a few things we can do quickly, without leaving home:

a. Find a box of photos that need sorting – photos bring good memories to mind, organizing anything from photos to cans in the pantry will provide a bit of distraction and a sense of accomplishment and satisfaction.

b. Survey the pantry and freezer for meals that can be prepared and frozen for the future. You’ll be glad for the distraction and happy when you are too frenzied to cook.

c. Choose one window and clean it thoroughly. Add a drop of your favorite essential oil to the water… like lavender and lemon.

d. Lock yourself in a quiet room with a facial mask and quiet music. Wrap yourself in a warm robe and just close your eyes for 20 minutes… you’ll be fresh and feel energized for the next phase of the day.

e. Match socks.  Shell pecans.  Shred Cheese for tomorrow. Shine shoes.  Mindless activities can provide a welcome distraction from a busy world.

f. Find time to read. Even one chapter will offer a distraction. Sometimes I need to read the same chapter 3 times, to actually understand it (concentration required), but for a short break… holding a book, looking at the words and illustrations can be a welcome break, when you can’t really leave the room.

These are just a few ideas, there are so many more that don’t require leaving home, spending money or gathering tons of supplies. The point is, when life gets too busy and you find your muscles tightening and your heart racing with frustration, find a distraction for a minute or twenty.

It’s all about living better… everyday.

 

 

By Heart

He called.  The mailman that was introduced to me today, called. 

That’s what I wrote in my journal on May 30, 1986.

We talked for hours.

I put the little’s to bed and enjoyed a real conversation with a man – for hours! Not flirty, but real live and meaningful conversing.  We talked about cuts and scrapes and the garden and fishing and dancing and who knows what else.  We talked about his daughters and my two little ones. We talked about our small town, the cars, the churches. You name it, I think we covered it.  It was a heart centered conversation.

Fast forward 30+ years later and we just finished talking about the yard and maybe going fishing and we enjoyed a short dance after dinner.  I love dancing in the kitchen, don’t you?

We married in 1988.  Our first Christmas we started our first tradition. Dancing in the kitchen to music from the Victrola.  He received it as a birthday gift when he was 9 and through the years, we’ve acquired a few more records and a whole cup of needles.  Some people don’t appreciate them anymore. No electricity required, they are loud and scratchy. The voices of those recordings are innocent, some untrained, but delightful.   We play the records on Christmas eve after service and dance in the kitchen.  We’ve done it for 30 years now.

dancing in the kitchn
Home in the kitchen is the very best place to dance.
Photo by Claire Brear on Unsplash (thanks Claire!)

We know each others steps by heart. Really, by heart.  I can sense his movement and feel his breath as he holds me close and takes the lead. He securely holds my hand in his. He’s been doing it for years.  I trust his steps. When he spins me out and under his arm, I land in the perfect place to take the next step.  He smiles, I hum.  Sometimes we laugh out loud or bump into the counter or frig. Always holding on to each other.  Really, it’s by heart.

Sometimes, it’s hard for him to lead now.  Sometimes he needs me to lead a conversation or make a decision or drive the car in traffic.

He never needs me to lead the dance. We’ve got this heart stuff down pat. It’s how we live better.  And I love it that way.